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Oct 2017
I have grown beyond you.
I could play your trifling games,
but I prefer to burn this bridge
and watch it fall in flames.

I have an illness of anger,
burning at my mind.
I fought at your side as blood,
only to be maligned.

Once where I saw my friend,
I only see a snake.
You are behind me,
I leave you in my wake.
Alissa Rogers
Written by
Alissa Rogers  The Lonely Mountain, NC
(The Lonely Mountain, NC)   
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